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Atlanta, GA
By: Renegade Date: December 17, 2015, 7:49 am
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For events that take place outside the office
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Re: Atlanta, GA
By: guest1383 Date: December 18, 2015, 1:50 pm
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Lace shook her head, sympathy filling her expression as she
looked at her friend. "I'm sorry that you had to put with him
today. I swear he's probably the worse there is!"
The two were very different from one another, but somehow they
balanced one another. Sho was outgoing and personable, whereas
Lace was much more reserved and cautious. Lace would much rather
sit in a corner away from prying eyes, but Sho was never put off
by an audience. Sho had been kind to her, never minding of she
was too quiet.
At the restaurant, she thanked the one who opened her door
without quite meeting his gaze, then she followed Sho inside.
"Yep," Lace muttered, withdrawing her phone from her pocket.
"Phillip and I got into it and he still hasn't called me today."
She shook her head and put the phone away. He was seeing another
girl again and although they weren't together, he kept leading
her onto believe they soon would be.
Once they were seated, she began to look at the menu items. The
studio payments had eaten up most of her paychecks, but she
could scrounge up enough for the cheapest dinner.
After the waiter took their order, she played with the
silverware idly.
"So, how has work been?" she asked.
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Re: Atlanta, GA
By: ShogoBoom Date: December 18, 2015, 3:31 pm
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The woman was a regular customer here so the waiters greeted her
with warm smiles and words. When Lace sympathises, she chuckles
and shakes her head, thinking to the annoying rat. It was then
her turn to be a friend, tilting her head to the side and biting
her bottom lip as Phillip is mentioned. He was a womaniser,
notorious for it and recently he was playing his usual games.
How Sho despised liars.
“Well, we’re not letting them ruin this dinner tonight.”
The waiter interrupts them to take the orders, Sho ordering
after Lace.
“I’ll have the chilled peekytoe crab salad with pan seared sea
scallops and my usual for dessert, please.”
Chocolate Pot De Creme. How she loved chocolate. After the
waiter had left, she looks back to the woman sat opposite her,
watching her fiddle with the cutlery. Tonight, Sho would pay as
she had invited the woman out herself, so she just wanted to
enjoy it. Relax and let stresses go.
“Work wasn’t too bad, finished a debrief of the new books we’re
taking on. Only, I have to take them to cuntface myself.”
A roll of her eyes, before she asks Lace how her day was, her
chin resting in the palm of her hands as she waits for the food.
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Re: Atlanta, GA
By: guest1383 Date: December 18, 2015, 7:15 pm
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Lace could hardly believe how hungry she was! She had skipped
breakfast and lunch to allot for the time she lost being late.
The scent of food wafted in the air, making her stomach growl.
"Nope!" she agreed, grinning.
Lace listened as Sho talked about work. She nodded.
"Sounds like fun," she replied, sarcasm sharpening the tone of
her voice. "My day went fine. Phone calls and people getting
snappy, the usual. I am so ready to get my artwork in that
studio and quit-..."
She was cut off suddenly as an idea popped in her mind.
"Hey, why don't we invite some people from work out clubbing
some night? They have a classy nightclub downtown, I think it
would be great. Also, it would beat the usual annual get
together in the office where everyone stands around awkwardly
eating cake. "
Lace made a mental note to contact the club to find out the
details and speak with the boss about it. When the dinner was
served, the waiter had just enough time to set the plate down
before she started to stuff her face.
"This stuff beats chicken noodle soup any day!" Once she had
finished, she sat back and sighed contently. "Thanks for
suggesting this place, it is amazing!"
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Re: Atlanta, GA
By: ShogoBoom Date: December 19, 2015, 7:55 am
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The food arrives, presentation as epic as ever before Sho begins
to devour it, savouring the taste of the soft scallops, as they
melt in her mouth. Lace was an artist, her passion was her drive
and the job at the firm was only there to pay the bills. For
Sho, it was so much more; not only something she thoroughly
enjoyed, but it was her life. She was an independent, strong
woman and when she went for something, nothing could get in her
way or stop her.
“Mmm,” she muses, gulping down the last bite before tapping at
her mouth, “we should! Maru would like that!” She chuckles at
her statement, paying the bill when the waiter comes to take
their food. The man was amazing at what he did but a terrible
drunk though she didn’t know why.
Everybody has a demon, I guess.
The two women continue gossiping and before long they realise
they’re an hour in. Sho sighs contently before raising her
brows.
“Come on, let’s go.”
Before leaving the restaurant, she freshens up in the restroom,
applying a light coat of pink gloss to her lips, and brushing
her fingers through her hair for the messy look. After her
goodbye with Lace, she takes the keys from the valet, insisting
she’d get to the car herself; and so she makes her way, heels
tapping on the pavement in the car park.
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Re: Atlanta, GA
By: Chain Date: December 20, 2015, 9:57 am
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It wasn't too long after sending Dig on her way the Chris
finished up and headed home. That evening was an one of those
boring industry mixers full of authors and publishers pretending
to be interested in working together in the future. Chris hated
those, but he couldn't miss it. He had a few hours though and
he already knew what he was going to do with them!
Three hours into his nap, his Cell phone went off. He reached
for it to see that it wasn't a phone call, but his alarm! 6:00.
It was way more time than he needed to get ready, and yet he got
out of bed anyway. It would have been amazing to just stay in
bed and sleep until the next day, but the last thing he needed
was to dramatically throw off his sleep schedule... An hour
later, he was showered and dressed in a black Christian Dior
suit. Silk black shirt underneath, accented with a white tie. It
would be a lie to say he didn't enjoy getting dressed up from
time to time but it was a shame that he didn't have a more
deserving occasion
7:23
Chris stepped into his car. It was a black, 2016 Audi R8 with
black rims. Without a doubt it was the flashiest thing he owned.
Even so, he was never boasty about it. If it weren't for the
fact that he had his own parking space, no one at the office
would even know which car he drove. He headed down town, only a
10-15 minute drive. The mixer was in the ballroom of the Westin
Hotel, a very upscale hotel that was known to house celebrities
on any given night.
Chris didn't want to park in their parking deck. The spots were
always tight and people didn't know how to park. He decided on a
small lot up the road instead. He had barely gotten out of the
car when he saw Sho headed in his direction, carrying her keys.
She appeared every bit as extravagant as she had that morning.
But this time, she was out of the office setting, which added a
bit of extra charm. He stopped when he saw her, "Date's over
already?" He asked with a smile. "And he didn't even bother to
walk you to your car? We're going to have to talk about your
taste in dates!" Of course, he was just teasing. For all he knew
she could be on her way to her date. Even so, it was nice
running into her.
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Re: Atlanta, GA
By: ShogoBoom Date: December 20, 2015, 5:34 pm
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Sho was making her way to her car when she slowly came to stop,
smiling at Chris, who was just stepping out of his, looking
rather lavish. The man looked amazing, standing tall in his Dior
suit, all black, excluding the tie. The woman was actually quite
impressed and gave a shameless whistle as she eyed him up and
down. Where could he possibly be going?
“Chris Masters, who knew?!”
She laughs at his comments about her date, shaking her head
before nudging him playfully.
“No, she uhh. . . had to go home. Apparently she was late to
work this morning and didn’t want that to be a recurring theme.”
Knowing he’d understand who she’s referring to, she shivers, her
lack of clothes not compatible with the cold breeze. Her hands
move up the length of her arms, rubbing her skin in an attempt
to warm herself, before raising her eyebrows and giving him a
taste of his own medicine, in the same teasing manner he so
graciously offered.
“Well, I should be asking you now! Who’s the lucky girl?”
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Re: Atlanta, GA
By: Chain Date: December 20, 2015, 5:47 pm
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The whistle brought a smile to the man's face as the woman
approached. He stopped and did a quick spin for her, before
laughing and shaking his head. Of all the people to run into
when he got dressed up, it -would- be her! When she made it
clear that Lace had, in fact, been her "date" He shook his head
and laughed. "Well it sounds like you've found yourself a nice,
responsible one there!" He said with a laugh.
When she asked him who the lucky lady was, a smirk ran across
his face. "You are, of course!" He took her arm in his and began
walking before even bothering to explain. "You see, I have to
attend this mixer every year, and I was juuuusssttt thinking how
lame it is that I don't have a date! And as fate would have it,
I run into you along the way!" Of course, she should know that
he was only kidding with her. She wasn't obligated to come
along. But his joke did also double as an invitation. If she had
nothing else important to do, of course...
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Re: Atlanta, GA
By: ShogoBoom Date: December 20, 2015, 5:57 pm
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The woman really didn’t have anything to do that night so when
he took her by the arm and practically invited her to mixer, she
felt a certain obligation to go. That, and some of the greatest
people would be there, maybe a few she knew already. What harm
could it do?
They continue walking, Sho looking around and wondering where
the event would be held, her feet really beginning to pay the
price for her nude heels. Everyday, she would tell herself
beauty is pain - her personal mantra to keep her going, and yet,
it never did lift her spirits. The woman was leaning against her
boss now, before beginning to speak, her voice alluring, almost
a whisper as if they were sneaking around.
“Well, let’s make sure Lace doesn’t find out I’ve cheated.”
If Sho had anything, it would be a sense of humour; she loved to
lighten up the mood in the office whenever she was there. They
worked at a publishing firm, for goodness sake, if they didn’t
have a little banther, they’d practically die. She hoped this
little party would get her mind off tomorrow and the dreaded
meeting with Charles.
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Re: Atlanta, GA
By: Chain Date: December 20, 2015, 6:30 pm
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Much to his surprise, the woman actually agreed to accompany him
, despite him telling her that the event would be a drag! It was
a relief that he wouldn't have to go alone, and let's be honest.
She looked damn good on his arm! "I won't tell her if you won't"
He said with a wink. He could tell that her feel and calves were
hurting by the way she leaned on him, but he didn't mind. He
supported her weight with no complaints. Luckily, it wasn't far
to their destination. The Westin was one of the top ranking
hotels in the country. Any event held in their ballroom was
certain to have spared no expense. And yet, Chris felt no
excitement in approaching the event.
When they entered the Ballroom, They were granted entry upon
Chris giving the doorman his name. They had barely made it a few
steps inside before a servant approached, offering them each a
glass of champagne. Chris declined, deciding it was too early to
start drinking. He was sure to ask Sho if she would like a
glass, before allowing the man to wander off though.
The party was filled with people fro the literary industry.
Writers, Publishers, Editors. Sho was most likely the only
attorney present though. They, mingled with several groups,
making small talk and moving along their way until a voice
called out to Chris. "Chris Masters!" He cringed when he heard
it. He turned to see Greg Hawkins headed their way. Sho would
remember him without a doubt. They had a pretty nasty contract
break a couple years ago. Chris hastily took a drink fro a
passing servant as the man approached. "Greg! How have you
been!" He hated playing this game. Seeing who could play nice in
situations where it wasn't necessary. And yet, he was VERY good
at it.
"Chris, Sho! I'm glad to see you!" The author spouted after
arriving at their side. He was an excellent literary talent. But
he was an absolute pain to work with. "I just wanted the two of
you to know that there are no bad feelings about what happened
between us. I was hoping we'd be able to talk business again
some day!" Out of the question. Chris knew it. Sho knew it. Greg
knew it. Even so, they were still getting ready to have this
conversation... Chris downed his drink all at once and put it on
the tray of a passing servant. He smiled in the mann's face, and
nodded his head. "None at all!" He said, patting Greg on the
shoulder with his free hand, while his other arm never parted
from Sho's. "Why don't you contact my secretary and we can set
up a meeting?
Lace would hate him for that, but he figured it was the easiest
way to get rid of him But the man kept persisting. twenty
minutes, and four glasses later, Chris finally escaped, by
catching the eye of a familiar face, and saying that they -had-
to meet with him. They walked off to meet with the man. He was
an older publisher that had given Chris advice in their starting
days; Mr Wickle. "Mr. Wickle! Chris called, waving as he
approached."
"Hi there Chris!" The greying man said happily. "Oh!" He said as
Chris and Sho came to a halr. "Would you look at that!" he said,
pointing toward the ceiling. Upon inspection, Chris would find
that he and Sho had stopped directly under the mistletoe...
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